This is rather late, but a lot was going on.
This is what my hair looked like last month:
A little bit less than a month after these photos were taken, I went in for my much-loathed bi-annual haircut, which I faithfully get every six months despite my strong desire to let my hair continue growing unchecked. After seeing what a year with no trims looks like, however, and having to have four inches of dead ends removed as a result, I'm willing to allow for some maintenance cutting.
It usually takes a few weeks to a month for my hair to reach about the same length it was before I went to the hair cuttery, but the crazy thing is that it actually feels longer in February than it did in January.
It's just gotten crazy long lately.
Last Saturday I had to cover a fraternity event for Student Newspaper. A friend from Student Media proved a lifesaver when he stepped in to lend me a suit after I was notified at the last minute of the function's dress code, but with a giant binder in my hand, a very long blonde ponytail falling down my jacket's back, and, thanks to a scheduling mistake, no seat at the banquet, I stood out.
"How long did it take you to grow that?" one of the fraternity brothers asked.
I thought about it.
"Wow, actually more than three years now," I answered. "A while."
What's really wild is that it's about the same length now as when I cut it in 2006, which means that within the next few months it will get longer than I've ever had it.